After entering the door, Shen Zhe approached the bed and realized that the more he loosened his grip, the tighter the other party's embrace became.
He had no choice but to lean down and press down. He Chuan seemed to feel it, and his stiff body slowly softened.
"You like it when I hug you like this? Huh?"
The boy in front of him had red cheeks, unfocused eyes, and extremely pale skin.
What was different from usual was that the sharpness that was once caught in his sight now seemed to have disappeared without a trace, and was even softened by alcohol.
Shen Zhe swallowed subconsciously. It was like setting off fireworks in his head. It short-circuited him for a moment, and his inner desires were gradually amplified.
Consciousness told him that it shouldn't be like this
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